Hidden Secrets

Author's Note: Okies here it is, third chapter, it's gearing up for the big stuff don't worry! Cheers! R&R!

Harry and Ron looked at entrance way to the Gryffindor common room during a rather exciting game of wizard chess. Neville stumbled in pulling in Hermione, her free hand clutching her cheek. Harry stood up and half ran half walked to Hermione.

"Hermione, what's wrong with your face?" he said trying to pull her hand away. With this Ron stood up and walked over concerned as he realized what Harry had said.

"Don't! It's nothing," she said glancing around the common room, several eyes were turned to the trio. She turned to Neville, "Thank you Neville, but I think I want to talk to Harry and Ron alone k?"

"Well, if your sure your okay..." replied Neville.

"I'm okay now, thanks to you," she smiled weakly. Neville nodded and went to talk to Ginny who was doing some homework, looking back unsure. Hermione pulled Ron and Harry to a private corner and looked around nervously.

"Come now Hermione, you can tell us," urged Ron.

"I know I can, it's just that I'm not quite sure myself really," Hermione said, "I was in an empty classroom, and Malfoy walked in. He hexed me so I was stuck to the ground and he got my wand. He was drunk, I'm sure now. He came and -" She stopped and looked at Harry, his brow furrowed and he was listening intently. "and he kissed me, then he started threatening me I thought he was going to hurt me."

Ron's face was now a deep purple and he spoke, "That filthy pig kissed you? I want to hurt the jerk, just slam him against a wall!" Ron said his voice rasing with every word.

"Ron! Keep your voice down people are looking," Harry said, "We'll just tell McGonagal or Dumbeldore!" Ron nodded in agreement.

"I - I can't" Ron and Harry looked astonished. "He, I dunno was frightened after he kissed me it was like he was woken from a fog, he was scared, I want to find out why first." Now Harry and Ron were perplexed.

"Just how do you suppose we do that?" asked Ron.

"The same way we did second year. But this time it will go alright, no whiskers," she smiled unsure.

"Come on Harry, you don't really want to do this again?" Harry shrugged.

"If she wants it's her decision and I'm gonna stick with her," shrugged Harry.

"Okay, well I'm going to bed," replied Hermione. Ron and Harry watched her head up stairs.

"Harry, it's seven thirty," whispered Ron as they watched her head up the stairs. "I still think we should tell Dumbeldore," mumbled Ron. Harry just nodded and was silent watching his friend stumble up the stairs. A loud bang came from the corner, Harry rolled his eyes, a new order of Weasley Whizzes. The fireworks light up the common room and Harry and Ron half-heartedly retuned to their chess game.

To be continued.